Emily Strange Book Novels & Stories

That morning i tried escaping after being kidnaped i remember almost hitting a car , the beeping sound rings in my ear each time reminding me i should have died back then . Im scared of the dark. The dark was where i lived for a month where i experienced memories i wish i could forget. Im scared of crowded places. Im scared when i sit at quiet places. I knocked on Josy's door as I thought of what to say .I heard a faint come in and I walked into her room . Josy I'm done with what you asked for ." Yay!! Riley , have a seat you are one step away from achieving your goal . Can I have a look

she explains and resumes reading the remaining letters piling up on her table. I move my finger through a shelf that contains enveloped of her letters that dated back since since she took the seat for leading M’ri Kassia. I tried to make sense of the unique handwritings claiming that they know where to spot the Kurim and pledging themselves to obtain the Kurim. The letters tell the same spot as the letter that I’ve read previously. I pulled a few of the letters and waved my mom a goodbye. I head out of the town hall. The sun has subsided and the line of people has appeared shorter. The wind here already feels tasty so I went opposite to the direction of our house to take a walk.

EPISODE 7: Danica stared at the door for a while, her thoughts could not help but to recall all that had happened and each time she thought of that beautiful face and that sweet scent, she shivered and trembled from within. For a girl like her, simple, casual and alone, such meeting with someone like him could definitely not be a coincidence. Her instincts were beginning to kick in and that dreadful feeling returned to the pit of her stomach. Something was off, something was wrong and that face definitely had something to it.

When Oliver was found hours later, slumped against the tree, he was barely conscious. His body was bruised and bloodied, but his spirit remained unbroken. Rye stirred weakly within him, murmuring words of encouragement. Annabel had waited for him to bring the book and ended up going to get it by herself when she saw the book on the floor, torn and marched with dirty feet. “What went down here?” She bent down to pick up the book and saw the small paper bracelet she had made for him in the afternoon lying on the floor, dirty. No one needed to tell her that something dangerous had happened.

THE STRANGER had lingered on by her side in silence for so long and was beginning to make Emily nervous. When she had staggered into the library with the sole intention of crying her eyes out. She hadn't expected to find someone inside, let alone a gentleman who looked at her as if she was a beautiful woman.

“If the archive contains the others…” “We’ll look.” Aurora’s eyes met hers. “You’re going?” Emmy sighed. “Yes.” “I knew it.” “I hate when everyone knows me.” Elara picked up another strawberry. “You’re predictable.” Emmy looked offended. “I destroyed three anchors, freed billions of keys, restored an erased woman, changed vampire blood, and broke compulsory mate bonds.” Elara ate the strawberry. “Then you saw a mysterious door.” Aurora smiled. “And decided to open it.” Emmy pointed.

In front she sees an embedded lock with a key in it. She turns the key to the left to unlock the mysterious strange book. The book gets unlocked but no words were written in any of the pages, just strange ancient scribes. Elena decides to drop her tears at the center of the book. Which wooshed out an energy and the pages begin to flip on it's own turning bright golden. At that point the book drew away from Elena and struck her dead instantly. Elena wakes up after a few moments to find herself in a dark empty void.

He noticed my nonchalance. So here I am having a chat with one of his employees in her cubicle as if we have all the time in the world. Her name was Emma. We were talking about her hobbies, her life, her little sidelines whenever she’s bored. She was talkative and I could see how she enjoyed talking about her life to me. This was all ruined when a domineering shadow fell upon us. Emma immediately sat upright and continued typing to her computer with a concerned look on her face. Of course, I expected this to happen.

I replied, "I will be able to see all your memories, feelings, and thoughts. Everything that you have experienced in your life, these past years, even those things that you hope will stay locked away deep in your mind. All of those things, they would become part of me and it is something that I do not want to have." "We heard stories about a man that could do unbelievable things, miracles. He talked about a long dead civilization that discovered strange things," you said, "and he carried a strange book with him at all times." "I knew it was you," Esmeralda said between soft sobs. "You figured it out," you said, "everything that book said turned out to be real?"

There was pain in her voice. Ember’s throat tightened as images of the village filled with dead bodies and blood flashed into her mind. She pushed those thoughts away, she can’t afford to be distracted now. She has to concentrate to be able to unleash her power that her grandmother had locked. “What is that?” Ember referred to the book that Yvette had in hand, though she already had an idea what kind of book it was. Yvette carefully placed the book on her lap as she occupied the couch opposite from Ember. She wiped the dusty surface of the book with her own bare hands.